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Ovaries

by SheWritesForYou

Hey sickness When will you go? You’ve make me weak And I can’t sing no more Hey sickness Why do i feel so low? My organs are failing When my poor soul died long ago Oh sickness! Have you got good intentions at all? You give me all these pain I’ve no energy left Dear life Now please spare me Let me rest in peace Inside the little heaven I’ve made.
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SheWritesForYou
22 / F / Bangladesh
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Written by
SheWritesForYou
22 / F / Bangladesh
Published
Feb 27, 2020
Time
1m
Tags
#health#depression#anxiety#meds#hospital#hoplessness
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